Ramtal Slave Dungeon

A searing pain hit me in the middle of my forehead. I fell backward, and above me, I saw a massive countenance, as big as a tree. I heard talk of gods, but didn't believe in them, but that must be what I saw.

"I've watched you for years, and have determined that you are beyond redemption! Your crimes are many. You are a self-serving coward. You are a waste of that beautiful body. You took pleasure in your narcissism, and ability to make others feel inferior, trying to convince them that your attractiveness made worth more than they were. You are now branded, so that others will realize my contempt for you, and they will also feel the same contempt. From this day forward, triggered by your inordinate attractiveness, others will seek to cause your body pain. You will not age, in order that the urge to make you suffer never diminishes. You cannot die. When left for dead, your body will recover, in order that your punishment will continue."

Then the Being faded away. I laid there until the stars came out. I felt my forehead, and knew it was scarred in the form of a symbol. I didn't take the curse seriously until I saw the open contempt and/or hostility towards me in the eyes of everyone I encountered. I stopped at a fruit stand, and inadvertently brushed against a middle aged guy. He looked me up and down, then sucker punched me in the gut. I went into a tavern to buy a meal, and the barmaid slapped me in the face, and tried to kick me. It looked as though everyone wanted to hurt me.

I found it necessary to remain alone, often hiding in the woods. I'd sneak into town in the middle of the night to steal food, and sometimes clothing. I discovered that I could go without eating indefinitely, although if I didn't eat, I'd feel insanely hungry.

(To be continued, hopefully)

I'm 33, but look like a slender guy, just beyond teen years.

Published: 2022-10-09, viewed 54 times.